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My poor poor lass, here let me help you up" Scooping Skye up rather effortlessly
"Let me rub those bumps out and sooth those bruses" with an audible popping sound Elif and Skye disappear to an undisclosed part of the unblownup portions of the tower which is slowly rebuilding itself. [img]tongue.gif[/img] Cale is left holding the remnants of a chocolate ticker which is slowly ticking to a stop.
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